Weak & Pathetic
As I lay Bleeding.
As I lay Bleeding, you point.
As I lay Bleeding ,you laugh.
As I lay Bleeding, you joke.
As I lay dieing.
As I lay dieing, you want MY forgiveness.
As I lay dieing, you say sorry... Over and over.
As I lay dieing, you cry.
You aren't sorry,
Oh no.
You just want a clean concious.
I refuse to give you one.
You drove me to my death bed.
If I shall suffer,
So shall you.
Watch me suffer in my coma.
Watch me bleed out slowly.
Internal Bleeding, head trauma, broken arm, and a broken heart.
Yet again I let you hurt me.
I should have known better.
I was naive to think that you had changed.
He is the bastard in my nightmares.
He put me here.
Suffer you bastard.
You deserve it.
But ... I guess I do too.
I -I could have stopped it,
But I didn't.
I guess I'm just a weak, pathetic soul.
I guess I was meant to suffer through my life.
I'm sure I'll make it through,
If not at least I tried.
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PoetryI'm depressed. These will be more on the ranty side of poems I guess for some of them. But follow me through my pain and suffering. If you don't want to... Good. I don't give a French fry. Read if you want.. If not I don't care. Update: September 2n...
